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spit game (freestyle) - royce da 5'9'' lyrics

[royce da 5’9″]
f-ck you. yeah
strictly rough copy (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
yo, yo yo yo yo

fo’sho’ n-gg-, i’m in this game and it’s all good
i’ve changed, i’ve not been the same, i came from a small hood
i knew the first time i got sleepy on the job
i was greedy, wait ’til you see me, i’m easy on the eyes
my father told me, “stay where the feelin is at”
from h-ll and back, i’m feelin that, that’s why i rep 7 mile
no, i don’t live there nor was i raised there
it’s where my n-gg-z is at, where my n-gg-z is at
each word fall down from the heavens, i will reign
keep a weapon and an alias pet to my real name
probably gotta get shot to sense that i feel pain
when it’s beef i transform into ‘pac, like lil’ zane
i’m street valuable cause of the lead in the holster
(’nuff said!) when i post up, head on a poster
in the kitchen with, bread in a toaster
do you like epmd did to the heads when they broke up
funk flex – droppin bombs ’til he damage his thumbs
have clue goin (“hoooooo!”) ’til he damage his lungs (“weeeee!”)
each face you see on them bills is my brothers
‘cept george, love you but, we don’t see each other much
i’m a dog, if i don’t know you i don’t f-ck witchu
if i love you then i’m stuck witchu – your blood is mines
got feds everywhere like, these are the guys
if, he’s greater than me then he’s not alive
when it’s war b-u-double-l-e-t’s gotta fly
if, he’s not smellin me, he’s gotta die (yeah)
both pockets pokin like a jew
nasty and hot when i’m open like a brew
words spoken like a true
you n-gg-z better show me a peace sign or somethin
i’ll murder-murder-murder-murder you like esham or somethin
a fine line between a fake and a real thing
’bout to separate the n-gg-z who hate from the real game. {-echoes-}

i spit game n-gg-
yeah yeah yeah. yo, yo

f-ck that! n-gg-z don’t spit it like this no more
n-gg-z heard “boom” don’t wanna buy sh-t no more
now, call your label up, tell ’em don’t ship no more
even cali n-gg-z is sayin, “the sh-t’s so hard!”
every n-gg- roll i f-ck with want war
knock you out, you won’t even know you hit no floor (uhh)
i spit game cause i’m always with game n-gg-
rank high from the chain to the nickname, n-gg-.

f-ck outta here.

- royce da 59 lyrics

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